The Arkansaw traveler., 1887-08-20
KING OF NORTH AMERICA.
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"Lord Patrick McCartey, King of North America" This was the in scription on q card which a queer looking little old man in high Well- ington boots and linen dHster and trousers handed San Francisco EI- ammer man at the Palace Hotel in that city one last week. The little old man wore an antique high hat of the style of fifty years ago, and his high white collar and huge black tie further aided to make him a marked man among the many stylish people there. Altogether he seemed to be a veritable .tip Van Wrinkle in antiquity of make up.
 The king had bowed gaciously when the reporter made himself known to him.
 II nave been king since 1S60." said his royal highness, ''and l am just now waiting for her gracious majesty. Queen Kapiolani, to receive me. sent up my card while ago, but they sent word down that the queen was asleep and could not see ine-till one o'clock.
 tits that fellow Dominis that's a doin' of it. He's trying to influence her royal highness against me. He better look out, and she better look out. They're in trouble, and probably they'll want little assistance from me before they get through. I'm willing to aid them, b want to be treated properly. Everybody knows that North America is no small coun- try to rule over 1t is no pigmy king dom like Hawaii, and as for that tri- fling little garden spot that Dominis is governor of, l wouldn't spit on it. No sir: would not so help me"
 And the king, as he said this, straightened himself back on the chair in the palace corridor, which he was using as his throne, and tipped his battered plug hat on the back of his head. Crossing one Wellington boot on the other. he continued
 Il would have busted Cleveland and all the rest of them before now, but l thought would just let things run along, while mixed with the com mon people and studied their needs. You know Diogenes used to sleep in n tub, and there have been several other instances where the greatest men of their time associated with the plebe- ians in order to find out what was the best for them.
 its for that reason that live on the water front"
 Here humorous bystaDder touched the king of North America on the shoulder and informed him that an elderly looking lady and much younger one with her at the desk were the queen and Princess Liliokilani respectively.
 "Is that her gracious majesty" said the little old man, as he hurriedly un- folded Il package of his cards. Then with courtly air and regal steps he advanced and presented her with the carte, tipping the antique hat in a most dignified way at the same time.
 The elderly lady smiled on the queer crank, but told him that while she certainly could not feel otherwise than highly fiattered by the compli- ment paid her by his royal highness, yet it was with regret she must tell him she was not the queen.
 Well, that wasn't the queen" said he, as he came back to the crowd that had surrounded him.
 The old man had been waiting for two days to see kapiolani. He first came to the Grand Hotel on Monday evening. rigged out as aforesaid, and assured Clerk Weeks with great gray ity that he must see her. Being as- sured that she would arrive at six o'clock. the king was promptly on hand. Altogether his queer antics were the source of much wonderment to guests.